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Chapter 44: You are not the bond destined for me

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Nicolas stirred in the vast expanse of his chamber, his body sinking deeper into the softness of his king-sized bed. His lashes remained shut, his breathing steady, until the warmth beneath his fingertips stirred something in him. His hand brushed against silken hair, smooth as midnight strands beneath the moonlight.

“Seraphina?” he murmured, half caught in a dream. His voice was low, rough with sleep, as his fingers absently stroked each strand with reverence. He smiled faintly, trailing his hand further, tracing the delicate curves of what he thought was her.

Mira melted into his touch, wrapping her arms around his broad frame, relishing the intimacy as though it were hers to claim. His gentle strokes set her skin alight, though she knew his caress was never meant for her.

But something unsettled Nicolas. His instincts stirred, restless. There was no sweet fragrance of nectar and citrus—the unique scent that always clung to Seraphina, his true weakness. Instead, the air carried noth
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